If you in here with your dawg, point your dawg out It's my dawg birthday, yeah (Birthday) Poppin' bottles, takin' shots of Patrón We gon' do this shit all night long If that's what you wanna do (Point your dawg out) (Tell 'em that's my dawg) If you in

Tell 'em that is my birthday When I party like that Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me Every night's my birthday They don't know, so it's okay Jazz it up, jazz it up Happy as can be, falling into you, falling into me How do

Do your dance it's your birthday Move that ass it's your birthday Spend this cash for your birthday Blow that bag for your birthday Spend a band if you worth it You know I like it when you work it Hit your dance on your birthday It's what you want for

Yeah, you wanna find love then you know where the city is Yeah, you wanna find love then you know where the city is, city is Cleaning up Oh, and she said, "it's your birthday, are you feeling alright?" The next one's the MD You'll be feeling just fine

We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate We gonna gather 'round, like it's your birthday I don't wanna know, just what I'm gonna do I don't care where your going, I'm coming along with you It's in the way she often calls me out It's in the curve of

Put your hands on it Don't take them off It's your birthday Every day with me And I make her hand rocky ASAP Keep your hands on me Put your hands on me You can put your hands on me If you like what you see

Come and put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake Put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake Cake, cake, cake I'mma make you my bitch And it's not even my birthday Bet you wanna put your name on it

Girl you know I,I,I, girl you know I,I,I Birthday sex Birthday sex oh oh oh oh I been fiending Wake up in the late night Been dreaming about your loving, girl Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make you (It's the best day of the year girl)

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed Go, go, go, go go, go, go, shawty It's your birthday We gon'

You just want what you can't have I'll call the cops If you don't stop, I'll call your dad And I hate to do this to you on your birthday Happy birthday by the way "It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit You know that's bullshit Don'tcha',